When I got home from work this afternoon, I was troubled to hear a strange sound coming from the walls of my flat. The noise meant one of two things – either a nest of giant, African killer bees had taken up residence in the wall cavities of my flat, or there were men outside drilling. Thankfully, for the safety of all mankind, it was the latter.

Luckily, it wasn't bees

Upon investigation – peering through the edge of my curtains like a nosey old woman – I noticed the men responsible for the racket were from Sky. I could tell this by the fact they looked like satellite engineers, were holding lots of cables and were wearing a jacket with ‘Sky’ on the front.

Long-term readers of my blog will know, that upon moving into my flat some 3 years ago, I was unable to receive Sky TV, due to the biggest tree in Bath (and possibly the universe) being situated next to my flat and therefore blocking the signal.

However, it would appear technology has advanced since I last did business with Sky. Either that or they have been able to hire some competent engineers who can fit a dish properly and are not afraid of heights.

What the big tree looks like... honest

I was half tempted to ask The Sky Brothers to drill a hole through my own wall and fit some cables so I too could enjoy the wonders of satellite. The latest advertisements make Sky appear so appealing and the thought of watching Wayne Rooney is high definition is enough to make anyone sell their grandmother to buy a fancy HD Box.

Fancy watching this face in HD?

However, I remember yesterday’s purchase of a digibox and the cute little robot, Digit Al. Besides which, Freeview is ‘free’ (hence the name) and anyone with a broadband connection and an IQ of 78 can work out how to get football and other such events, normally reserved for Sky customers, over the internet for fantastically low price of zero British Pounds.

Bath is 'going digital'